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San Francisco Wazzles !JUD7F1CtU. 14/08/06(Wed)19:22 No. 22193 ID: e633c7 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Hello all.
I've written some short stories so I'll keep this short. It's a story about loving a dickgirl and the heartache and buttache that comes with it. It's my first longstory, it's slow. It's not done yet: I want the readers to pick a cool ending. I have about 6 chapters ready to go with a few more in the draft stages. If this thread dies I will make it clear. Hopefully that doesn't happen. If you find any typos, inconsistencies or fuckups please let me know.
Hope you enjoy.

global tags: herm on male, mf, femdom, futadom, reluctance, group, kinda romancey

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Prologue:


I gulped. It was only a natural response, when something is clogging up your windpipe you have two choices - cough or swallow or suffocate. I can’t be blamed for picking the latter can I?
“Good boooy” she goaded, one hand on my throat, feeling my hyoid bone slide gooey contents down the tube. Her other hand brushed sweaty hair out of my eyes and tears from the side of my face. They weren’t tears of pain or sadness. Okay, maybe a little bit of pain. I gasped for my first full lung of air since we started, now my throat was completely empty, if it weren’t for the sticky sides - the way it clung to the walls like fried eggs. Stop thinking about eggs I focused on her face, flushed and pleased. My eyes, only slightly defiant, stared up into hers through the dark. I could still see them glitter with satisfaction as they wandered past mine, over me to the other side of the room. Hidden under the blankets I couldn’t see what was happening there, even if I could hear it; gentle moans and heady grunts, two different voices. Bronte’s hand went from my throat to my chin and a single finger beckoned me up her body, my tongue dragging up her sweat lined skin. She giggled in response.
“You’re getting good” she claimed, pulling my body against hers once we were face to face, naked skin touching naked skin. She had a little smirk on her face that looked like ’I know you enjoy it’
She planted a kiss on my forehead and her hands roamed over my skin. “Roll over” gestured, pushing my hips slightly. I silently agreed and turned to my other side - little spoon. From here I could see where the noise was coming from -

“That’ll be you tomorrow” Bronte claimed, both her promise and my body.

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Anonymous 16/04/16(Sat)19:57 No. 24201 ID: 8861ac

C'mon Wazzles, free us from this torment


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Anonymous 16/11/07(Mon)14:11 No. 24808 ID: f49733

Oh no ya don't
bump


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Anonymous 17/03/10(Fri)10:50 No. 24951 ID: 60de4b

So is this just done, or...




A Quiet Evening At Home (Mf+ ped inc beast extreme) Nicholas+Fellheimer 10/08/17(Tue)08:32 No. 9392 ID: 7b23cd [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

A Quiet Evening at Home
- by Nicholas Fellheimer
(with thanks to PuppyLoverDawn!)

As I waited for the dog's thick cock to unknot from my ass and slowly came down from another orgasm, I opened my eyes and stared across the kitchen floor: in the living room, someone was fucking my youngest daughter on the couch, but I couldn't quite make out who it was. Sliding my face across the slick of spit and cum on the linoleum, I tried to get a better look, but the little whore kept thrashing around. Didn't look like her father, at least not from this angle. Probably one of Jeremy's friends.

Now I started wondering where my husband might have gotten off to. And was our back porch light on? He's probably out there selling tickets to the neighbors. I turned, and a rain of piss spattered across my face. Another of Jeremy's friends - in the study, my middle daughter was putting on some sort of slit-licking show with a young lady I had not yet been introduced to, much to the delight of the boys.

A second stream hit my face, followed by a third. The bathroom was apparently occupied, so someone had announced that the kitchen floor was now the place to piss. A dripping dick was wiped dry in my hair, then slipped into my mouth.

Goodness.

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Maybe I should start from the beginning.
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Anonymous 16/06/26(Sun)08:29 No. 24387 ID: edf4a7

>>24323
Speaking of that website, is there a way to see an author's works on his page? It always seems like there are many less stories there than advertised.


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Anonymous 16/07/02(Sat)04:02 No. 24402 ID: 699446

>>24387
You might need to go into the Filter in the upper right hand area and tick all the boxes


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Anonymous 16/08/03(Wed)20:21 No. 24542 ID: 89f587

im looking for Gangbanged on the Elevator (A Tale of A Reluctant, Rough Group Sex): Bound & Helpless, Amber is Taken by Two Strangers (Taken on the Elevator). it was once on amazon but isnt anymore and i want to read it. does anyone know where i can find it??????




Spoiling Jessie (F/d, short, inc.) D.M. 15/12/24(Thu)22:02 No. 24052 ID: 2395d7 [Reply]

Hello /elit/ It's me, D.M. back from a ... three year hiatus. I've been dealing with a lot of shit- both mothers in my extended family died within a few months of each other, I've moved, changed jobs a few times, loved and lost and loved and lost again.
I'm trying slowly but surely to work around my long-term depression and get back into the swing of writing. So I'm starting with one of my favorite fantasies in the form of a Father/Daughter short.





"I said, do you need anything from the store?"
Jessie looked up from her homework, jolted out of her reverie. As she raised her head, she stared into the chiseled, clean-shaven face of her father. He had one eyebrow cocked quizzically, and was eyeing her with a rather peculiar expression on his tanned face. He leaned casually against her door-frame, looking like he wanted something.
"I'm sorry Daddy, what?" she asked sweetly. He waved one calloused hand rapidly back and forth.
"Hello, Earth to Jessie, do you need something from the store? Your sisters and I are going out. We'll be gone an hour or so."
"Oh! No thank you, Daddy!" She presented her best smile, jumping from one sentence to the next with nary a breath. "Nothing really. Except, maybe..." she trailed off and bit her lower lip, pinning it firmly in place with her teeth whilst batting her eyelashes at him. He sighed, and rolled those sky-blue eyes. His expression melted into one of exasperation as he passed that powerful, calloused hand over the stubble on his face and heaved a rumbling sigh.
"What is it this time?" he demanded, voice suddenly sounding like a tire running over gravel. She tried to give him her most charming smile.
"Nothing major!" she insisted. "Just maybe some of that pomegranate juice, and some more of the makeup I like." she turned, opened her drawer, and slipped one hand in, expertly fishing out an itty-bitty glass bottle, half-emptied of its rich indigo pigment. "Purple number five," she said, holding the bottle up and flashing her manicured fingernails at him. "See how pretty it is? Make sure you get the right brand this time. And some more lipstick." at this, she pursed her ruby red lips at him, blowing a kiss into the space between them. "And if they have it on sale, could you pick up--"
"Whoah, whoah, whoah!" he interrupted, holding up both hands in surrender. "I asked if you needed anything. I didn't need a huge list of expensive stuff. Pick one."
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Phoenix!!xlZGywLzWw 16/01/05(Tue)05:57 No. 24070 ID: 9acf37

re-formatted this. great story!

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"I said, do you need anything from the store?"

Jessie looked up from her homework, jolted out of her reverie. As she raised her head, she stared into the chiseled, clean-shaven face of her father. He had one eyebrow cocked quizzically, and was eyeing her with a rather peculiar expression on his tanned face. He leaned casually against her door-frame, looking like he wanted something.

"I'm sorry Daddy, what?" she asked sweetly. He waved one calloused hand rapidly back and forth.

"Hello, Earth to Jessie, do you need something from the store? Your sisters and I are going out. We'll be gone an hour or so."

"Oh! No thank you, Daddy!" She presented her best smile, jumping from one sentence to the next with nary a breath. "Nothing really. Except, maybe..." she trailed off and bit her lower lip, pinning it firmly in place with her teeth whilst batting her eyelashes at him. He sighed, and rolled those sky-blue eyes. His expression melted into one of exasperation as he passed that powerful, calloused hand over the stubble on his face and heaved a rumbling sigh.

"What is it this time?" he demanded, voice suddenly sounding like a tire running over gravel. She tried to give him her most charming smile.
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Anonymous 16/01/14(Thu)01:45 No. 24078 ID: ebd401

>>24070
Thank you so much Phoenix.
I really appreciate the re-format. On the word document I use to write this, the formatting has all the look of a book- indents and whatnot.

I just forgot to put it in a more readable form for the 'net.


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Anonymous 17/02/05(Sun)19:55 No. 24923 ID: f2524d

>>24070




explosion (male on male cum fetish) Anonymous 17/02/04(Sat)14:28 No. 24920 ID: a0236e [Reply]

i unloaded onto my chest and stomach
hot white cum
spurt after spurt
overwhelming relief
i finished cumming and regained my vision
he smiled slyly, his face still near my crotch
"that was quite a show"
he looked down at his work
at my relieved cock
and he licked my stomach
i laughed a little
he mopped his wet tongue all the way into a puddle of cum
and dragged it through
his eyes smiled
he lapped up the white thick cum
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Anonymous 17/02/03(Fri)11:11 No. 24917 ID: 2b1571 [Reply]

http://pastebin.com/xkarvqP3

A poem I wrote, involving a fetish I particularly enjoy. I have a few elit poems, so let me know if you would like to read some more small things like this and I’ll be sure to share them.


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Anonymous 17/02/03(Fri)11:13 No. 24918 ID: 2b1571

I’m so glad that it went through this time. Last time I tried to post the poem on the post, but a particular word in it got me an hour-long ban. I guess I’ll need to use pastebin in the future, like I did now.


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Anonymous 17/02/03(Fri)15:08 No. 24919 ID: 2b1571

Posting the poem here now that I can, thanks to the folk over on IRC.

His wife doesn’t know how he fucks me so proudly;
She thinks he’ll be out all night long with the boys.
Her neighbour am I, but by no means her equal
As proven by all of this sweat and this noise.

He thrusts with such force; I can’t help but cry loudly
Which wakes the young cuck who was sleeping next door.
She comes to her window – I know that my peak will
Be better than anything she’s got before.

Denial and shock have become her expression;
Depression, obsession, and watering eyes.
Her worthlessness, hopelessness, wholly disheartened;
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young neighbor ch1 (futa on male) wut 12/07/18(Wed)08:46 No. 16682 ID: aecf9f [Reply]

Okay, trying again with hopefully correct formatting.

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Cameron Dodges, 22 years old, had been in his new house for a week before he saw his pretty neighbor. He’d moved into the nicely landscaped, gated community with just his 2000 pickup and his belongings, which all fit in the bed of the truck. Moving from the college dorm to a real, two-bedroom townhouse meant he didn’t have much – not even enough to fill up an entire room. He’d already ordered new furniture and he planned to have his new home completely set up within a month.

Graduating near the top of his class with a degree in Finance, he’d landed a great job at a boutique investment banking firm. The firm was small, but its clients were very large and he was already planning on how he’d use his newfound income to live in relative luxury. He’d worked hard all through college, and now it was time to reap the rewards. He only had a few years to enjoy it before going back to graduate school anyway. Getting the MBA meant he’d be able to move up to manager, then VP.

He’d just pulled into the driveway and was about to run into the house to escape the freezing cold air when he saw a good looking young woman in the yard next door, pulling down Christmas lights. She was a little thin for his tastes; he liked thicker, curvier women. That was probably because it was the type of woman he never ended up with. He had the face and body that only drove young girls and older cougars wild.

Cameron was 5’7’’ and 135 pounds, with fair hair, blue eyes and the pretty-boy face of boy band member. He hated to admit it, but with his inability to produce much facial hair and his babyish face, he could still pass as a high school kid. For this reason he made a conscious effort to dress in expensive, tailored clothes and develop a confident, smooth-talking persona. He hated being treated like a kid, and did everything in his power to seem more mature.

He hadn’t met anyone in this new city, and he really wanted to go on some dates before he started his new job, so he crossed the snow-covered lawn to his neighbor’s yard. The girl was wearing white tights under a festive plaid skirt, with a red cashmere sweater over a white button down shirt. As he approached he saw that although she was thinner and shorter than he preferred, she did have some wonderful curves to her.

The young lady appeared to be about 18 or 19 and was 5’6’’ with long, brunette hair and dark green eyes. Cameron saw her body from the side as she pulled the lights off the bushes. The sweater hugged her body tightly, accentuating her thin waist and the large breasts pushing out above. He also saw from the way her knee-length skirt gripped her behind, that the girl had a well-developed ass. Actually, he reconsidered, she’s pretty fucking hot.[i/]
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Anonymous 15/07/22(Wed)11:50 No. 23756 ID: 0d3527

>>16705
>>16705
Where can I find your previous stories?


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Anonymous 16/11/15(Tue)02:27 No. 24815 ID: c2872a

Bumpo


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Anonymous 17/02/02(Thu)01:52 No. 24915 ID: e33188

A tragedy this was never updated.




The Man MrMooMooMan!njoPB5vg7I 17/01/04(Wed)23:23 No. 24869 ID: 0cbdf5 [Reply]

The Man

Tags: MonsterGirl, Reverse Rape, Gangbang

First time posting. There’s gonna be a ton of backstory so that we can really build it up.
Just post any comments down if you like it! I’ll very much appreciate it! And depending on the comments, i’ll work on a sequel to this one. With that being said, enjoy!

**Chapter 1**

The dark clouds seemed to indicate stormy weather. Strong wind howled, swaying the trees and tearing branches right off. Lightning made streaks on the dark sky while claps of thunder rumbled, loud enough to pierce the eardrums.

Storms were always on the more extreme side in this part of the world.

I sigh as I glared at the incoming storm. Glancing away, i looked wearily at my campsite. The blue tent, that took me an hour to build, was threatening to collapse at any moment, while my campfire had been completely extinguished by the strong wind.

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Anonymous 17/01/10(Tue)16:20 No. 24884 ID: 96d39d

I need more of this.


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Anonymous 17/01/20(Fri)21:23 No. 24899 ID: d9476e

Great story. Eagerly anticipating more.




The Dildo Anonymous 17/01/15(Sun)01:25 No. 24897 ID: 277f74 [Reply]

Mff, lesbian, impregnation, mind control

The Dildo, Part 1

*****

We were 13. Amanda was my first sexual partner. Before I even met her, I had figured out I had zero interest in boys, but she was the one who taught me I was a lesbian. She was wild and passionate. I was shy and reserved, but when I was in bed with Amanda, I let go. She took me to places I never imagined I could go. When Amanda was stroking my naked slit with her darting tongue, I was transported to another world. When our naked bodies were intertwined like jungle vines, and our mouths were locked together, I was part Amanda, and Amanda was part me. When our little girl pussies ground together we were joined in body and in spirit.

I was in love with Amanda. I really was. She was an incredible lover. We would wrap our bodies around each other and kiss passionately for hours. She would tongue my ear and say nasty things to me, and I would return the favor. It was hot and wet and very steamy. We would go to sleep, our naked bodies locked together. We would often cum together and our bodies would quiver in an explosion of pleasure as though we were one. For two kids only 13 years old, we were a very hot couple. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

One Friday night, Amanda came to my house for our weekly "spend the night" with her usual overnight bag. My Dad had a date, as he often did on Fridays, and so we had the house to ourselves for a while. When the doorbell rang, Amanda pranced in the moment I opened the door. She made me close my eyes for a surprise.

When I opened them again, I was totally shocked to see a man standing behind her! He was older than my father, and kind of fat and creepy looking. He had a big grin on his face, and some kind of stick in his hand, which shined a red laser into my eyes.

I felt my mind go fuzzy, and a ringing in my ears. I could hear words, but couldn't understand what was being said. My heart was racing, and my breathing was going crazy.
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Anonymous 16/12/27(Tue)10:29 No. 24857 ID: 75c683 [Reply]

Hey I noticed this board gets a little more traffic. I know you pervs love reading smut and shit, but, on the SFW lit board a mod opened up a thread about starting a reading group if enough people are interested. However, we need at least 30 people to agree by the end of JAN, so, I (obviously) am here to ask for your support in this endeavor. I love /lit/ and would really love to some activity on that board.
So if you have the chance go over to the sticky and let the mod know what's up!

Gracie.




In need of a writer Anonymous 16/12/27(Tue)06:13 No. 24855 ID: 52d967 [Reply]

Hey folks. Due to hardware issues I'm unable to add text to pictures, but I'm still able to photoshop images. I'm looking for a writer who could write me some erotic stories to go with pictures I've made for myself and others.
Some of the themes would rather dark, BDSM,abuse, forced sex, sex slavery, and others; a few may contain homosexual themes. I've been trying for quite a while now to find someone willing to help me it. Usually someone agrees to help but never follows through.

If you're willing to write some twisted stories, I could return the favor by photoshopping pictures for you. It's a bonus if you're able to add the text to the image itself, I can provide space for the captions, but even just writing some good material would be a great help!

Let me know if you're able to help and we can discuss it over email. Thanks.

I can email you samples of my work, it won't let me post them here. All emails and requests will be remain private.


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HigherMoose 16/12/27(Tue)07:30 No. 24856 ID: 4382e0

What the hell, I'm not getting much of a response with my stuff I post around. I'll do one if you want.

highermoose@outlook.com




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